User blog comment:Nikolai Banks/Gangs, Tribes And Clans Of Redwall/@comment-7256067-20110517220014/@comment-1298206-20110517221707

Armin, Cutthroat, Crimson Vincent, and Lady Luck begin to gather the items that are still usable

''Abscon lies flat on his belly in the undergrowth as he slowly nears the remaining vermin. He hears a conversation between two creatures''

"That ermine an' 'is lot fought like stripehounds!"

"Aye. Good thing we got 'em with them fire arrows."

"Ain't that the truth, mucker?"